HYMN II. 8-7. 1 COME, Thou long expected Jesus! 2 Israel's Strength and Consolation, 3 Born thy children to deliver; HYMN III. P. M. 1 Lo! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favour'd sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints, attending, Swell the triumph of his train. Hallelujah! See the day of God appear! 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold Him Rob'd in dreadful Majesty : K They who set at nought and scorn'd Him, Pierc'd and nail'd Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the great Messiah see. 3 Now redemption, long expected, 1 BEHOLD the Lamb of God, 2 Be ev'ry valley high, Be ev'ry mountain low! The proud must stoop-the humble soul 3 The heathen realms abroad 4 Behold the day-spring rise, Ye that in darkness dwell! He marks the path, which leads to peace, Christmas. HYMN V. 10s. 1 GLORY to God, the holy angels cry; Glory to God, let ev'ry heart reply; The sun of righteousness now shines on earth, And peace returns at our Redeemer's birth. 2 Good-will to men, the holy angels cry; Good-will to men, let ev'ry heart reply; Let hatred, strife, and wrath, be heard no more, But peace and love be spread from shore to shore. 3 Glory to God, who sent his Son from heav'n, For us a child is born, a Saviour given; He comes with peace, and pardon from above, And rules his people with the laws of love. 4 Jesus the long-expected Saviour's come, Let ev'ry heart prepare to make him room; Let infant tongues proclaim his love abroad, And join to praise their Saviour and their 1 WHEN Jordan hush'd his waters still, When Bethel's shepherds thro' the night, 2 Hark! from the midnight hills around, Wild murm'ring on the raptur'd soul. 3 Then swift to ev'ry startled eye, 4 On wheels of light, and wings of flame, 5 "O Zion, lift thy raptur'd eye, 6 See mercy, from her golden urn, Pours a rich stream to them that mourn; The bleeding bosom of despair. 7 He comes to cheer the trembling heart, Night, and her spectres pale, depart; Again, the day-star gilds the gloom, Again, the bowers of Eden bloom." 66 HYMN VII. 7s. 1 HARK! the herald-angels sing, 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise; 3 Christ, by highest heav'n ador'd, 4 Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see, Pleas'd as man with men t' appear, 5 Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace! Ris'n with healing in his wings. |